As I look around the party, I notice how everything is top of the line and fancy as hell. Still, my woman is the most stunning and magical thing in the room. She’s glowing and smiling with confidence coming off her in waves.
Earlier when she was getting ready, I could feel her nervousness from the other room. She was overthinking, and I couldn’t have it.
The moment I stepped into the doorway to the bathroom, I almost swallowed my tongue. My woman was a fucking vision in gold. Having jewelry that I bought her on her body felt like possession. I love the way her blonde hair was curled, but I knew I was going to mess it up before I was done with her.
Her dress was hugging her curves and calling to me like a siren’s song. Resisting was impossible. The only thing I could do was give into my carnal desires and fill her again with my cum after feeling her squeeze my cock in pure fucking pleasure.
When I told her how I wanted my cum coating her thighs instead of her cleaning up, she blushed so sweetly for me. She has no idea how enticing she is.
I’ve fallen in love with my woman. Completely. Irrevocably.
Since I brought her into my life there have been countless times when I’ve almost told her. But I knew she wasn’t ready. Even now, I don’t think she would believe me.
Soon.
Very fucking soon.
I’m not going to be able to keep these feelings inside for much longer.
When we arrived at the hotel where the party was taking place, I could feel Dove starting to become nervous again.
But I had a plan and a surprise for her.
It’s possible I had an ulterior motive for ripping off her lacy thong, barely there though it was, off her. And she found out after we stopped at the valet in front of the hotel.
When the valet started to approach the car, I frowned and shook my head. He froze in place and practically ran in the other direction like his ass was on fire. I almost laughed, but Dove didn’t notice the interaction because of how hard she was thinking.
She was fidgeting with her hands in her lap, her fingers twisting this way and that way. When I reached over and covered her hand with mine, her gaze snapped toward me and our eyes locked together.
“You have nothing to be nervous about,la mia pace,” I assured her.
She snorted out a laugh. “Easy for you to say. You’re respected amongst these people.” She looked down at my chest andscrunched up her nose. “What if I recognize someone from my previous employment?”
I nodded in understanding; glad she was trusting me with what she was truly worried about.
“Then they’re going to keep their mouth shut,” I bit out, the thought of anyone denigrating her because of her past making my vision become hazy. I wasn’t going to let something like that happen.
Not tonight. Not ever.
“And they would have a lot more to be ashamed of than you.” She looked at me dubiously, but I knew I was right. “More than likely they’re married and were stepping out on their wife. That’s not your fault; it’s all on them. The last thing they would want is for something like that to come out. If anyone knows you from that time in your life, then they’ll stay far away.”
Her shoulders relaxed, but I could tell she was still concerned.
After reaching into the pocket of my jacket, I pulled out very special device built into a pair of panties. She looked at it curiously, her eyebrows furrowed and questions waiting on her tongue to be asked.
“You’re going to put this on,” my voice was deeper than normal, the thought of controlling her pleasure in front of everyone while they remained clueless was making my cock thicken.
When she took the fabric, she turned it over in her hands and felt the weight of the device positioned perfectly within them. Then I pulled the controller out of my pocket and showed it to my woman.
“You’ll never know when I’m going to turn it on.”
Dove gasped and her eyes widened as she looked between me and the controller. “People will know,” she argued.
“If you don’t keep quiet, they will,” I shot back at her and watched as she swallowed hard. “But the vibrator is silent, and I’ll keep the control in my pocket. I’ll be taking you right to the edge and leaving you there over and over.”
Her breathing started to pick up, and I knew I had her.
“Slip them on,” I commanded. She started to turn her head as if to look around and ensure no one was paying attention to her, but I barked, “Keep your eyes on me.”
